Chapter 865 Cv Is a Tearful Ghost (3)

—— Cheng Hao.

Because he is a powerful acting school, he first won domestic awards, and then moved to the international arena, achieving great results.

His trophies at home and abroad could stack up to fill a shelf.

The distance between such a real actor and Mu Rou is almost a galaxy away.

However, the reason why Yixian Dahua still pursues Mu Rou even after she became famous is because she had the honor to have a conversation with Cheng Hao at an awards ceremony.

Cheng Hao: "Your voice in "Journey" is very nice."

Dahua has a crush on Cheng Hao, so being praised like this is only embarrassing.

"My acting skills in it are pretty good too, actor Cheng?"

Cheng Hao: "It can't compare to the expressiveness of voice."

He heard that voice by accident, and felt that the actress' acting skills were not worthy of the voice, so he simply closed his eyes and listened to the whole TV series.

With Cheng Hao's status, he doesn't need to give face to anyone, only others can help him.

Dahua doesn't dare to hate Cheng Hao, but only Mu Rou.

She held a grudge in her heart, and never let Mu Rou go.

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The point of Xia Ling's book breakthrough was the time when Mu Rou signed a one-year buyout contract with Xiao Hua's agent in her sophomore year.

At this time, Xiaohua didn't have many scripts, but the agent team was more able to delay.

Every time they didn't come to the end, they didn't come to Mu Rou.

When looking for Murou, they are always urgent orders, so she has to stay up late and work overtime to catch the dubbing, which is a great drain on the voice.

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"Ready? We don't have much time!"

The man in the peaked cap stood up and looked at the watch on his wrist.

It's past three o'clock in the morning, and he is in a hurry to finish the recording, so he can send the tape to the crew.

Xia Ling sat on the sofa beside him with a glass of warm water beside him.

When she first came out of the recording studio, her voice was hoarse, like a hot iron. If she drank water at this time, it would cause great damage to her vocal cords.

So Xia Ling didn't drink water immediately.

When the man spoke, the burning pain in her throat almost subsided, Xia Ling held the water glass and took a small sip of water.

"What are you still doing in a daze? If you procrastinate and waste time, you can't afford it!" The man was furious, and when he came over, he grabbed Xia Ling's arm.

"Why can't I afford to be responsible?" Xia Ling put down his cup, raised his eyes and glanced at him, calmly.

"The contract we signed doesn't stipulate how many hours I have to work in a day, right? As long as Miss Kuerian's voice is mine, I won't expose this matter. What does other things have to do with me?"

The man said with a sullen face, "Mu Rou, what's your attitude? If you don't cooperate, your salary for this month will be deducted. Get out now."

"Okay, I'll get out." Xia Ling got up.

She was so sleepy that she went out just in time to go back to sleep.

"Mu Rou!" The man was angry.

He yelled, "If you go out today, don't even think about coming back in later."

Xia Ling: "Okay, if you don't come in, don't come in. Please cancel the contract with me. You breach the contract and don't want me. Please pay the liquidated damages..."

Having spoken well, Xia Lingling felt water falling from her face and dripping onto the back of her hand.

She blinked, feeling the soreness in her eyes.

What the hell? She is mocking the man, what the hell is she crying about with this body?

Seeing the girl weeping, with an aggrieved and puzzled look on her face, the man frowned again, because Xia Ling's tears found them under the steps.